Get Me Out

Get up early every morning just to put your make up on

The wardrobe's full of useless clothes, your winter coats are gone

The jackal pack is feeding, the motorway sweeps down

The council tries to bribe the rich just to stay in town

Ch: Get me out, get me out of this place

Get me out of this trap, get me out of my brain

Ysidro down to Melbourne, the pressure starts to build

The bullets fly at random when you least expect they will

Everybody feels guilty so anyone can pay

I'm just surprised it doesn't happen every bloody day

Ch: Get me out, get me out of this place

Get me out of this trap, get me out of my brain

So here come the nineties, the temperature is rising

I cannot seem to loose the stains when I wash my hands

One world is rising and one world is dying

And one has got it's precious head buried in the sand

Ch: Get me out, get me out of this place

Get me out of this trap, get me out of my brain